Disclaimer: I only own Alina/Angelina, Zachary, and Jacob/Jackson.
Warning: Death will be in this chapter and some of you might be sensitive to it.
I awoke to soft silk sheets. I felt extremely groggy and weak. I could barely lift a leg. I observed my surroundings. I was in a red and white room. The bed I was in had red see through curtains, red blankets, white sheets, and white pillows. There was a dresser directly across from the bed with a door on either side of it I assumed were the bathroom and closet. A door to the right that most likely led to a hallway. To my left was a window with a large sill in front for laying or relaxing. A book case full of books next to the window.
As minutes passed I was slowly able to shake off the drug and lift myself up. I tossed the blankets off and was thankful I was still in the same clothes. The white lamp on the beside table provide a little light. I looked at a clock on the beside table. The time read nine twelve. I looked outside and saw it was dark. Rumpel would be looking for me by now.
I heard footsteps approach the door and laid back down feigning sleep. I then heard the lock click and the door open slowly allowing more light to stream in. I heard steps approach the bed. Something was set down on the bedside table and I felt the bed sink next to me as someone sat down. My hair was then petted, then my face was stroked by calloused fingers. I recognized them as Jefferson's.
He sighed before leaving the room, locking the door behind him. I opened my eyes and watched as the light in the hallway turned off and his footsteps faded away. I sat up and looked at what he set down. A tray with a sandwich and...lemons. I smiled softly. At least he seemed to care. I turned the lamp on a higher setting and ate the meal. I then explored the room and used the bathroom to relieve my bladder. I felt groggy once again. The bastard drugged the food! It seemed he wasn't taking risks. I wasn't able to make it to bed before I collapsed onto the floor with a loud thump, my vision fading to black once again.
I woke up feeling less groggy then before. I looked at the clock to see it was 6 am and the tray was gone. I was back in the bed. I felt morning sickness kick in once again and ran to the bathroom. Running into the corner because of the drug but I barely made it to the toilet.
I sighed and flushed the toilet laying down on the cool tile. I looked to the hot tub built into the floor. A shower built into the ceiling. Oils and soaps surrounded the tub. Buttons on the left side to control the water temperature, jets, and ceiling shower. I noticed a drain in the middle of the room for excess water.
I got up and walked over to the dresser and found some clothes. Oddly in my size. I grabbed a white sundress and went back to the bathroom and took a relaxing bath making sure to lock the door. Even though I was pretty sure Jefferson had a key.
In the middle of the bath I heard the bedroom door open and Jefferson come in. He walked quickly to the bathroom door and jiggled the handle.
"You think I would leave it unlocked?" I asked harshly.
"That would of been nice!" he quipped. I rolled my eyes and finished washing my hair before turning on the shower to rinse it. I heard him unlock the door causing my eyes to shoot open. Luckily the soap was rinsed. I turn the shower of and the jets on to hide my body from his view. I took no chances and still covered my self up. The tub was deep with seats so I did not have to kneel or squat.
He opened the door slowly.
"Are you decent?" he asked. His head was turned. I glared.
"Does it matter?" I shot back. He sighed before turning. His eyes remained locked with mine.
"I'm keeping you here for your own protection." he said as he came in with towels in hand. I had forgotten them.
"What would I need protecting from?"
"Who do you think?"
"He wouldn't hurt me. If I were you I'd be very worried for myself." I said.
"You will not be leaving here." he said harshly before leaving the room and slamming the door. I rolled my eyes. Then finished up and got out. I dried myself off and got dressed. I put my other clothes in the hamper before leaving the room. I checked the door to see it was locked. I sighed and walked over to the window. I opened it and saw it was a three story drop. Of course. How cliche.
I looked around the room and noticed the curtains were quite long as were the blankets on the bed. I smirked. He underestimates me. I quickly tied the blankets and curtains together before knotting them loosely, on purpose, on the curtain rod. I went in the bathroom and grabbed one of the large glass oil bottles by its neck the went back to the window. I threw the line out and quickly hid in the closet then listened.
Sure enough I heard Jefferson run down the hallway and unlock the door before bursting in the room and running to the window. Thinking I was climbing down. I sneak out of the closet and behind him. I raised the bottle and then hit him as hard as I could. The glass shattered and he went down knocked out cold. Never mess with a pregnant woman. I quickly grabbed his keys and ran from the room.
I heard mumbling come from the room across from mine and went back. I quickly unlocked it with the skeleton key on the ring. I opened it to find Mary Margaret tied up. I quickly untied her.
"How did you get here? I thought you were arrested." I said as we began running out the door and down the stairs.
"I was but there was a key in the cell I used it to escape." she replied as we made it out the front door.
"Where's that man?" she asked as we began running down the path having no time to hot wire the car.
"Jefferson? I knocked him out but he should be awake by now. Sure enough we heard a car start speeding down the road. We broke of into the woods running for our lives. I suddenly felt sick.
"Not now." I was able to say before stopping and puking into the bushes.
"Keep going, get Mr. Gold and tell him where I am if I don't make it." I said before puking again. She was about to protest but we heard Jefferson start running our way. She nodded before running again. I hoped she knows the way back to town. I stood back up and began to run again. Jefferson not far behind.
A gunshot rang through the air. He had a gun! I had to keep going though. Another shot rang out. Although this one didn't miss. It hit me in my left hip. How did he get in front of me?! I collapsed onto the ground and looked up at him in pain. Holding my wound. I started crying once I realized where it really hit. The left side of my womb.
He walked up to me panting. Trying to catch his breath.
"You shouldn't have run." he said.
"What have you done!" I shouted at him as I held my wound attempting to stop the bleeding. He then noticed where he it and concern shown in his eyes. I continued to cry as I lost more blood. Pain shooting through my hip, leg and side as he picked me up.
"Please! Just let me go. Please save it." I continued to sob. I ran to his car with me in his arms. He set me in the front seat. Mary Margaret was knock out in the back seat with a bleeding leg. More tears streamed down my leg.
He drove us to the house quickly and left me in the car whilst putting Mary Margaret inside. I began to feel faint as he returned getting back into the car and starting it up. Black spots started cover my eyes. Jefferson reached over and shook my head.
"No no no, stay awake. We're almost to the hospital." he said and slapped my cheek softly while speeding up the car, Ignoring the stop lights. Luckily not many people drove much in this town.
I broke into a cold sweat and found it hard to breathe. He screeched to a stop in front of the hospital and quickly brought me inside. My hearing began to fade but I could tell he was shouting for help from the nurses and doctors. I couldn't stay awake any longer. I fainted. For the third freaking time.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Was the first thing I heard. My eyes flickered open and all I saw was a white ceiling. The next thing I heard were angry voices outside the door.
"You can't find him anywhere? He shot her! Justice needs to be served!" Mr. Gold's voice shouted.
"You don't think I know that?! I'm trying my hardest to find him! He hurt someone I care about too! He has multiple charges of assault and kidnaping. His face is all over town. If someone spots him. I'll be the first to know. He has no where to go! I will find him." Emma voice retorted.
"Not if I do first." I heard Gold mumble before the door opened. Our eyes locked. I smiled softly. The anesthesia keeping me from properly feeling anything. I gave a small smile but I could see concern and sorrow laced in his eyes.
"How are you feeling?" he asked softly as he sat beside the bed and put my hand in his. I thought for a while then lost my smile.
"Alright I supposed. What day is it?" I replied. He smiled.
"The eleventh. Three days until valentines day. I've convinced them to bandage you enough and move you home. I know how much you hate hospitals." he said. I smiled and pulled up his hand and kissed his palm.
"Thank you." I whispered. The door opened and nurses came in. Ready to move the bed into a van. Mr. Gold went to his car, following the van home. Once we arrived he let them in and they set the bed up in the place a couch used to be. Rumpel spoke to the nurses a moment then they left. He explained that he would take care of me and just to check in a couple times a day. They didn't like the idea but were too afraid of him to protest.
I smiled and watched two squirrels chase each other around the elm tree outside the window next to the television.
"Do you want anything?" Rumpel asked. I looked to his concerned face.
"A pickle or two would be nice." I said smiling. He chuckled and kissed my forehead. I was happy the baby was still alright.
"Alright." he spoke before going to the kitchen and getting what I asked. Through out the day he helped me with morning sickness, changing the bags of anesthesia and supplement liquid that was pumped into my veins, and he helped me to the bathroom when I needed it. Which was every three hours or so. He decided to sleep on the couch just in case I needed anything.
Sometime in the middle of the night I woke up with major cramps and pain. The bed was wet. It smelt like blood.
"Rumpel!" I called out.
"Hmm? What's wrong?" he asked. Up and awake immediately.
"Bathroom, now! Something's wrong!" I said urgently. Already getting the bed gate down and slowly stepping off. He hurriedly limped over and guided me to the bathroom making sure the lights were on. I got sick then more blood came causing me to cry out in pain as something slipped out from my womb. I sobbed realizing what it was.
"No! No no no!"
"What is it."
"It's gone, oh my gods its gone." I sobbed out my voice breaking. Blood was all over the tile. I picked up the broken sac with the fetus inside it. The eyes had just begun to develop but it would never see the light of day. I would never be able to teach it to walk or talk. I sobbed and held it close to my chest as if I could will it back to life and back inside me.
"What is? What's-" he cut off once he had seen what I am holding. He let out a shaky sigh and knelt next to me pulling me close. I sobbed into his shoulder as I held our unborn child in my hands. I felt my hair become wet as I felt him shed tears.
"I'm going to call the hospital-"
"No! They'll take it away." I whispered. Not letting go of the fetus as he stood.
"At least let me bury it." I asked softly.
"Alright. Come on." he said lifting me up. I ignored the pain in my hip and stood. He helped me walk to the garden. I walked over to the forget me nots and buried it whilst he called an ambulance and explained the situation. They came and helped me onto the bed and treated me at home while Gold paid them to clean up the blood.
I allowed the anesthesia to put me to sleep. I still felt tears stream down my face as I dreamed of a little princess with my hair and Rumpel's eyes and nose.
It took me two and a half months to heal. Jefferson still hadn't been caught, Kathryn was found and Sydney Glass confessed to kidnaping her for fame but I had a feeling it was Regina trying to get at Snow. The Stranger, August had been snooping around the shop. I only went in to help once in a while but Rumpel usually made me stay home to recover. I normal spent my days in the garden. Tending to the forget me nots. They had turned to an extremely rare dark purple. I knew it was from our baby. A sign that it was alive in some way and happy.
R&R please! I know it's short but im running low on ideas. Season two is coming up in the story. Belle will make an appearance as a friend but at the same time a completely different character. A small role. I plan on having her divorcing from Gaston because he was abusive and she will have a young son and own the library, fulfilling her dream.